Hazimah and Aqlan
Wali
"𝘈𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘶'𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘬𝘶𝘮"
"𝘞𝘢'𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘬𝘶𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘮 𝘢𝘥𝘢 𝘢𝘱𝘢 𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘯 𝘬𝘢𝘮𝘶 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘱𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘯?"
"𝘚𝘢𝘺𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘪 𝘵𝘢𝘶 𝘬𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘶 𝘢𝘥𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘢 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘳 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘢, 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘢 𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘥𝘪𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘥𝘻, 𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘥𝘻 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘬𝘦𝘭𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘢 𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘶𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘪 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘢 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘶 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘬𝘦𝘭𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘢 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘬 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘶𝘪 𝘱𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘪 𝘬𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘯 ***** 𝘴𝘦𝘣𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘪 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘢" 𝘶𝘫𝘢𝘳 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘱𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘶 𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘢𝘢𝘯 𝘱𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘴𝘦𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘬𝘢𝘭𝘪 𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘯𝘢𝘧𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘫𝘢𝘩 𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘱𝘢 𝘦𝘬𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘪 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘢𝘩𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘰𝘱𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘪 𝘵𝘢𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘴𝘶𝘥 𝘪𝘺𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘰𝘯
"𝘎𝘢𝘬 𝘴𝘰𝘱𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘢 𝘬𝘢𝘮𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘪 𝘬𝘢𝘣𝘢𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘥𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘫𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘶𝘪 𝘱𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘢𝘫𝘢 𝘨𝘢𝘬 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘩 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘢 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘩𝘶𝘯-𝘵𝘢𝘩𝘶𝘯 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘶 𝘪𝘯𝘪 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘵𝘶 𝘱𝘶𝘯 𝘢𝘥𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘶 𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘴𝘢𝘳 𝘬𝘦𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘨𝘢𝘬 𝘵𝘢𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘪 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘶 𝘣𝘪𝘴𝘢 𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘯𝘺𝘶𝘴𝘢𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘫𝘢" 𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘤𝘰𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘣𝘢-𝘵𝘪𝘣𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘶𝘩 𝘣𝘢𝘺𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘴𝘦𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘯𝘺𝘢
"𝘒𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘱𝘢 𝘫𝘶𝘨𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘶𝘴 𝘯𝘪𝘬𝘢𝘩 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘢 𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘥𝘻 𝘴𝘪𝘩, 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘪 𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘥𝘻 𝘪𝘵𝘶 𝘨𝘢𝘬 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘯 𝘬𝘢𝘮𝘶, 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘪𝘴𝘯𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘶 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘶𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘬𝘦𝘳𝘫𝘢𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘱 𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘬 𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘬𝘢𝘺𝘢 𝘬𝘦𝘬, 𝘵𝘢𝘱𝘪 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘨𝘢𝘭 𝘫𝘢𝘥𝘪 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘯 𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘤𝘶𝘮𝘢 𝘫𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘩 𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘪𝘢 𝘫𝘢𝘥𝘪 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘶𝘱 𝘮𝘶 𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘬 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘢, 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘥𝘻 𝘴𝘪𝘩 𝘤𝘶𝘮𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘥𝘰𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘢𝘫𝘪 𝘨𝘢𝘬 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶, 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘶𝘮𝘢 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘬𝘢𝘮𝘶 𝘫𝘢𝘥𝘪 𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘬𝘢𝘺𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘬𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘪 𝘬𝘢𝘴𝘪 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘯 𝘭𝘢𝘨𝘪 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘫𝘢𝘥𝘪 𝘱𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘪𝘴𝘯𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘶𝘥𝘢 𝘺𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘱𝘶𝘯 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘬𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘪 𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘪𝘩" 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘫𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘶𝘩 𝘣𝘢𝘺𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘳 𝘯𝘢𝘥𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘩 𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘪 𝘢𝘬𝘩𝘪𝘳, 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘵𝘢𝘶 𝘴𝘦𝘣𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪 𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘱𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘯𝘺𝘢
"𝘉𝘦𝘵𝘶𝘭 𝘢𝘱𝘢 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘪 𝘬𝘢𝘵𝘢 𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘪𝘣𝘪 𝘮𝘶 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘢 𝘬𝘢𝘮𝘶 𝘱𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘪𝘴𝘯𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘶 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘪 𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵𝘶 𝘫𝘶𝘨𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘩, 𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘶 𝘬𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘶 𝘬𝘢𝘮𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘪 𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘥𝘻 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘬 𝘱𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘬 𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘬 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘶𝘴 𝘯𝘺𝘢, 𝘫𝘢𝘥𝘪 𝘱𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘨𝘢𝘬 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘶 𝘭𝘢𝘨𝘪 𝘮𝘪𝘬𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯 𝘬𝘢𝘮𝘶" 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘶𝘬𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪
𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘳 𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘫𝘢𝘩 𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘳-𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘳 𝘮𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘳 𝘰𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘱𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪 𝘯𝘺𝘢
𝘔𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘬 𝘯𝘢𝘧𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘶𝘴 𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘶𝘮 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘺𝘢𝘩𝘶𝘵𝘪 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘺𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘢𝘯 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘩 𝘱𝘢𝘬𝘴𝘢 𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘶 𝘢𝘱𝘢 𝘪𝘵𝘶 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘵𝘢𝘬 𝘵𝘢𝘶 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘱𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪 𝘯𝘺𝘢
"𝘚𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘩 𝘬𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘨𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘬𝘦𝘥𝘶𝘢 𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘶𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘬 𝘋𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘬 𝘬𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘣𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘢 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘩 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘬-𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘬 𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘱𝘢 𝘢𝘥𝘢 𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘳 𝘬𝘦𝘭𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘬𝘪𝘵 𝘱𝘶𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘶 𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘶𝘱𝘶𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘪 𝘬𝘢𝘮𝘪 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘪𝘬 𝘋𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘱𝘶𝘯 𝘬𝘢𝘮𝘪 𝘴𝘶𝘥𝘢𝘩 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘶𝘮 𝘯𝘺𝘢." 𝘶𝘫𝘢𝘳 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘦𝘥𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘬 𝘯𝘢𝘧𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘶𝘢𝘳 𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘢𝘩𝘢𝘯 "𝘚𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘩 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘪 𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘪 𝘬𝘦𝘫𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘢, 𝘬𝘦𝘭𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘢 𝘙𝘢𝘦𝘦𝘴𝘩 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘣𝘶𝘬𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘴𝘢𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘢𝘶𝘩𝘪 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘢" 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘫𝘶𝘵 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘫𝘢𝘮𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘢 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘢 𝘵𝘢𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘵𝘢𝘥𝘪 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘬 𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘩 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘱𝘶𝘯 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘬 𝘢𝘥𝘢 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘬 𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘪 𝘴𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘬𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘪 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘬𝘢 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘬 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘶𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘴 "𝘓𝘢𝘭𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘬𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘺𝘶𝘴𝘢𝘩 𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘱𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘯𝘺𝘢?" 𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘱𝘢 𝘢𝘥𝘢 𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘢 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘳
𝘛𝘢𝘬 𝘢𝘥𝘢 𝘫𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘣𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘴𝘦𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘱 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘪 𝘱𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘩 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘉𝘢𝘨𝘶𝘴 (𝒔𝒂𝒖𝒅𝒓𝒂 𝒌𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒖𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒚𝒂𝒉 𝒁𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒉)
𝘌𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘩 𝘭𝘢𝘩 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘬𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘮 𝘬𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘩 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘶 𝘬𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘢 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘬 𝘢𝘥𝘢 𝘫𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘣𝘢𝘯 𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘢𝘨𝘪.
𝘔𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘵𝘢𝘥𝘪 𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘫𝘶𝘵 𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘱𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘢𝘯 𝘭𝘢𝘨𝘪 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘱𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘢𝘩𝘢𝘴𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘬 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘭
"𝘚𝘢𝘺𝘢 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘬 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘴𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘯, 𝘬𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘶 𝘱𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘬 𝘫𝘢𝘥𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘪 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘢, 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘢 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘩, 𝘫𝘪𝘬𝘢 𝘱𝘶𝘯 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘬 𝘣𝘪𝘴𝘢, 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘬 𝘢𝘱𝘢-𝘢𝘱𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘢 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘬 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘴𝘢, 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘴𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘢 𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘬 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘢 𝘡𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘬 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘢𝘥𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘪 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘢 𝘬𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘢 𝘡𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘫𝘶𝘨𝘢 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘩𝘢𝘬" 𝘬𝘢𝘵𝘢 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘬𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘪 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘬 𝘣𝘪𝘴𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘫𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘴 𝘬𝘢𝘯 "𝘛𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘩 𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘵𝘶 𝘯𝘺𝘢, 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘢 𝘵𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘶 𝘈𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘶'𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘬𝘶𝘮" 𝘶𝘤𝘢𝘱 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘬𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘪 𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘱𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘨𝘶 𝘫𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘣𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘱𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘶 𝘱𝘶𝘯 𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪 𝘱𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘯𝘺𝘢
𝘛𝘶𝘵
𝘏𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘧....
Zimah sighed softly closing her eyes after touching the screen to turn off the phone connection from her uncle and put the phone on the nightstand next to the sofa room she was sitting in
With the position of the body that is leaned on the body of the sofa Zimah still closed his eyes and sighed to regulate the breathing that was irregular during the conversation he and his uncle were also uncle's wife it still crosses his memory
His words did not hurt physically, but the heartache that had long dried up now gradually began to hurt again
"𝘙𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘱𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘬 𝘣𝘪𝘴𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘬𝘢𝘮𝘶 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘬-𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘬 𝘮𝘶"
"𝘙𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘱𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘨𝘦𝘥𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘪 𝘳𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘶"
"𝘒𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘶 𝘱𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘶 𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘨𝘢𝘬 𝘣𝘪𝘴𝘢 𝘺𝘢 𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘨𝘢𝘬 𝘣𝘪𝘴𝘢, 𝘭𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘢 𝘨𝘢𝘬 𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘶 𝘬𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘶 𝘱𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘻𝘪𝘯 𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘬𝘢𝘮𝘶 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘬-𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘬 𝘮𝘶 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘬 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘋𝘐𝘚𝘐𝘕𝘐"
"𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘬-𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘬 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘪 𝘳𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘶 𝘫𝘶𝘨𝘢 𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘨𝘢𝘬 𝘢𝘱𝘢-𝘢𝘱𝘢 𝘬𝘰𝘬 𝘣𝘪𝘬"
"𝘒𝘢𝘮𝘶 𝘪𝘯𝘪 𝘨𝘢𝘬 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘶 𝘺𝘢, 𝘥𝘪 𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯 𝘨𝘢𝘬 𝘣𝘪𝘴𝘢 𝘺𝘢 𝘌𝘕𝘎𝘎𝘈𝘒 𝘉𝘐𝘚𝘈"
"𝘗𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘫𝘢𝘮 𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘬 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪 𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘵 𝘓𝘪𝘢 𝘬𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘮 𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘨𝘪"
"𝘉𝘪𝘣𝘪 𝘋𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘬𝘢𝘮𝘶 𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘥𝘢 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘢 𝘤𝘶𝘮𝘢 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪 𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘶𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘬 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘯"
"𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘫𝘢𝘮 𝘱𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘶𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘬"
"𝘚𝘢𝘮𝘢 𝘢𝘫𝘢"
hyx
hyx
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𝘛𝘰𝘬, 𝘛𝘰𝘬, 𝘛𝘰𝘬, 𝘛𝘰𝘬, 𝘛𝘰𝘬
"𝘒𝘢𝘬"
"𝘒𝘢𝘬"
"𝘒𝘢𝘬 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩, 𝘬𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘬 𝘢𝘥𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘥𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘮 𝘬𝘢𝘯?" 𝘛𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘭𝘶𝘢𝘳 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘶 𝘬𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘳 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘬𝘦𝘵𝘶𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘬𝘢𝘭𝘪 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘭 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘢 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩
"There's nothing Risha" Zimah replied from the room as quietly as possible even though her voice sounded like someone was crying
"𝘉𝘰𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘨, 𝘣𝘶𝘬𝘢 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘶 𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘬𝘢𝘬 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘬" 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘬 𝘙𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘢 𝘬𝘩𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘳 𝘴𝘢𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘳 𝘫𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘣𝘢𝘯 𝘡𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘬 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘶 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘩 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘬𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘪
"Yes-yes for a moment" java Zimah regulate the breath and wipe the rest of the tears on the cheeks and under his eyes even though it was all in vain because the sound and eyes of his puffy is very clear people after crying
𝘊𝘦𝘬𝘭𝘦𝘬
"Aren't you crying?" risha asked worriedly holding Zimah's shoulders and cheeks after the door opened
Zimah gave a faint smile to Risha "Silver Risha" Zimah replied in a lie
"I know big sister lied" replied Risha kekeh with her stance
"What are you here for?" asked Zimah to switch the conversation and also wondered why Risha was in her room
Risha looked at Zimah's face and sighed softly, though she could not believe Zimah's words, saying it was okay, but Risha was trying to respect Zimah's privacy for now
"There's ustadz harith below"